Yin Xiaomei The Bad Girl

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"I'm going to drive, I'm going to drive!" Yin Xiaomei dropped the tomato cut in half in her hand and hurriedly ran to the door.

Looking through the cat's eyes, her face suddenly collapsed. She was really afraid of what came and what turned out to be Yin Zhefei, the plague **** ...

She opened the door a slit and stared at him: "What are you doing?"

I don't know if she misunderstood the black shirt. Today, Yin Zhefei deliberately wore a linen casual black shirt, holding a large bouquet of red roses in his hand. "I see my mother, do I have to report to you? Yin Xiaomei, are you too overbearing." Still in a sarcastic tone, she was annoyed that turning her face was like flipping through a book, she turned her face and turned away.

"Custom! Give roses!" She wrinkled her nose.

"I didn't send it to you, so don't be affectionate!" He squeezed into the door tough, ignoring the anger of Yin Xiaomei's face, and said to Chang Mei, "Mom, I brought you flowers."

"Ah, thank you Afei, I'm really interested." Chang Meimei smiled.

Yin Xiaomei immediately answered: "If mom likes to spend I will bring you every day!"

Yin Zhefei looked at her again, and said coldly, "Childish."

Chang Mei hugged her daughter to appease her. He was abandoned at a very young age. Yin Xiaomei's sense of crisis was very strong and her desire for exclusivity was strong. She was very sticky to Changmei. Make a phone conversation with her, and make sure that my mother thinks of herself and the only one ...

In the face of her daughter's attachment, Chang Mei could only comfort herself, perhaps just after she got married.

"I wish you could find your partner sooner," Chang Mei laughed, "so you can stick to your husband and let me breathe a sigh of relief."

Chang Mei was a meaningless word, but Yin Xiaomei heard a guilty conscience and couldn't help but glance at Yin Zhefei. And just now, Yin Zhefei was also watching her, and her dark eyes were completely out of touch, but she was full of tenderness.

She hurriedly looked away, her heart beating fast.

"A Fei, you are not too young, even if you don't want to get married, you should find a girlfriend." Yin Zhefei has been single for so many years. Chang Mei even thought that even if he said he wanted to come out with Zhang Xiangyi, she also admit.

Yin Zhefei has not spoken yet, Yin Xiaomei has laughed exaggeratedly: "Ha ha ha ha, mother, he is so annoying that no woman likes it!"

Yin Zhefei narrowed his eyes dangerously: "What did you say?"

Yin Xiaomei has turned her focus: "But there are many boys who like Xiaomei, Xiaomei is very popular!"

Chang Mei smiled and nodded her little nose: "Yes, Xiao Mei is popular, brother is not welcome, you ..."

If it wasn't for the "welfare" given by Yin Xiaomei, Yin Zhefei really wanted to greet her little **** again! Many boys? very popular? She really dares to say it!

But after all, my mother is here, he is not easy to seize, and can only secretly remember.

"Mum, actually I'm here, there is another thing ..." He stepped forward and hesitated, "Dad has returned from Singapore ..."

Chang Mei froze, and the sharp kitchen knife cut a finger into her mouth.

"Oh! Mom, you're bleeding!" Yin Xiaomei grabbed her hand scurryingly.

"Where is the medicine box!" Yin Zhefei said quickly.

"In my bedside table!" She said, and hurriedly wiped the paper towel to hold Chang Mei's wound first.

Yin Zhefei hurried to her bedroom, opened the nightstand, and the first thing that caught her eyes was an old photo of him.

He paused for a moment. It was a picture of him in high school, half naked, showering in the garden.

She still has ...

Unconsciously, a happy smile appeared, and he quickly picked up the medicine box next to him and went out.

Chang Mei allowed her children to deal with her wounds alive, but her expression was sullen. Is she really ready to face that person?

"Mom, if you are not ready, you can wait." Yin Zhefei thoughtfully.

"For so many years, if there is any preparation, the divorce agreement has been prepared." Chang Mei smiled bitterly, watching her tightly bandaged fingers. Everyone said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, and the knife was really cut into the heart.

Yin Ruoyi, you are also a knife in my heart ...

~

On the day Yin Ruo returned to the company, the second advertisement of Song Yuanyuan had already been edited, and Zhang Xiangyi presented the sample to him.

The original dark gray and black picture seemed like the glass suddenly shattered and penetrated a hint of light. In its place, a beautiful and voluminous girl smiling and using the product in a bright room, full of confidence and expectations ...

"Yes," Yin Ruo said, looking blankly, "but add one or two lenses, add a few close-ups to the places where thighs are prone to fat lines, and highlight the product's ability to repair the skin."

"Yes, right!" Zhang Xiangyi hurriedly wrote it down.

"There is also the effect of the broken glass. Slow motion will give people a stronger sense, reducing some close-ups of the face, and the time will remain as it is now."

"Okay," Zhang Xiangyi wrote in a hurry.

"Well, just like that, is there anything else?"

"There is also a sponsorship. The whitening product that Xiaomei endorsed was selling very well. The department discussed it and wondered if it could be continued and sponsored variety shows. There were just two variety shows in contact with Xiaomei. , One is in the love category, one is in the game system category, look at it. "He said he handed in two plans and budgets." We have also contacted Xiaomei's agent. She tends to participate in the love category, and then Be a guest of the game show program. "

"Well," Yin Ruo joked, "Everyone said that raising a daughter is expensive, and it really is true ..."

Zhang Xiangyi also laughed.

"Let's take a look at it, right. Hu Fei and Xianmian are back today. A Fei tells you to go to your house tonight."

"Oh, okay ..."

"Rest assured, I have nothing to do." Yin Ruo immediately watched his mouse see a cat-like expression, and was unhappy, "I know I can't play with you."

Zhang Xiangyi blinked his eyes and smiled, "Uncle Xie Yin!" Somehow, he felt that Yin Ruoyi was in a good mood today.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang College, please do not reprint!